This morning I had to run Caderyn to the doctor's office to check out his ears. We weren't sure if he had an ear infection or just really bad allergies. Turns out it was just allergies.
As I was unloading Mr. Man from the Subaru, he started talking really fast.
"MommywearegoingtoseetheFECES!" He said without taking a breath.
I looked at him for a second thinking, "Did he really just say feces?"
"MommywearegoingtoseetheFECES!!!!" He said louder adding a cute little chortle.
"What buddy?" I said, trying not to laugh.
And then--BOOM. It hit me. Our doctor's office has a giant fish tank and Caderyn loves looking at the FISHIES.
Yes. Not FECES. But FISHIES.
Sheesh Sarah. Get your mind out of the gutter. But it sure sounded like he said feces.
If he had been saying that word that is another word for poop, I would totally have blamed it on Jeff.
Anything poop related is his fault.
Love you Jeffy!